War of Resistance: Glory of the Beasts

Chapter 251 Can I still call in the heavenly soldiers and generals? (1500 votes!)

"Which wave is it?"

"Fourth time."

"Bullshit, how can an army organize four attacks in three hours!"

Wang Changhai stood at the entrance of Xifeng and looked at his deputy regiment commander angrily, while the deputy regiment commander slowly put down the four fingers he had raised at him.

The deputy regimental commander understood that Wang Changhai was not angry with him at all, but with the Japanese, with the tragic fighting situation in Northeast China, and with the brigade commander for not coming to the rescue yet!
But what could he say?

I could only take off my military cap and let the biting cold wind blow my flattened hair.

If Xu Chaoyang had not led his men to recapture the Northeastern Heights, it would be himself and the entire 217th Regiment who would be under such fierce artillery fire. Maybe we wouldn't be able to hold on.

"Come here, notify the follow-up troops immediately and ask the brigade commander to reinforce as soon as possible. If the Northeast Highlands are taken away by the Japanese again, even if a god came to Xifengkou, he would be helpless!"

"Report!!!"

A soldier rushed over on the Xifengkou Great Wall. His face was red from the wind and his hat had been lost. He was carrying a broadsword on his back, letting the red silk on the handle flutter on his shoulders. He said, "The Mishan Detachment has already breached Dongjiakou. The brigade commander ordered the 217th Regiment to keep an eye on your flank."

"The brigade commander has already sent people to guard Tiemenguan, but before our army reaches Tiemenguan and blocks the enemy's flank passage, the Mishan Detachment may arrive at any time. We must not let our guard down!"

"Report!"

Another soldier from the 217th Regiment rushed over from the opposite direction, approached Wang Changhai and said, "The first gate position was suddenly attacked by the Japanese 14th Mixed Brigade. Our second battalion and third platoon have taken advantage of the terrain and are defending it!"

"My third row!"

The second battalion commander stood up in the crowd, holding on to the gap in the wall with both hands and looking forward, his face full of anxiety.

In addition to the Northeast Pass, there are two other gates in front of Xifengkou. One gate is behind the beach. If the Japanese can take over the Northeast Pass, they will never risk forcibly attacking the gate. After all, there are flat roads under the walls of each pass. Machine guns will kill people in large numbers. It is an enemy place that is easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Behind the first gate is the second gate. The two gates connect the Northeast Highlands and the Northwest Highlands. If the two gates are broken, the Japanese can directly surround the Northeast Highlands and set up artillery to bombard Xu Chaoyang's position from all directions, leaving them with no shelter from the wind.

At that time, unless Xu Chaoyang could grow a pair of wings on his back, he would have nowhere to escape.

"Second Battalion Commander!"

"Yes!!!!" The second battalion commander shouted out subconsciously, as if he had been waiting for the order to be given.

"Immediately take your battalion to reinforce a pass. No matter what, stop the enemy from advancing southwards..."

"Captain Wang, think twice!" The deputy commander said immediately, "If the second battalion pushes forward, we will only have one battalion left to defend Xifengkou. If the Japanese attack from Baitaizi at this time..."

"Is Xu Chaoyang blind?" Wang Changhai shouted, "How could he let the Japanese just come right in like this!"

"What about the Mishan Detachment? They just broke through Dongjiakou!"

The anger and anxiety on Wang Changhai's face disappeared. He looked at the mountains around him and sighed, "Then I have no idea." He said in a soft but firm voice, "I only have three bowls, but I have to dunk four balls. If I dunk well, I deserve to win the applause. This is called a magical skill;"

"If you don't buckle it well, you deserve to lose your life. After all, you are using your life to exchange for the future of the entire country. This is a business of risking a small amount for a big gain, so the risk is naturally high!"

“But this is our home!”

"Now our house has leaks in the walls and the roof is exposed to rain. Father Zhang has given up on the business and mother Jiang just wants to take things back to her parents' home. Others are laughing at us. How can we, as children, just ignore it?"

"But since we are children, our abilities are here. Let's put aside whether we can do it or not. At least in the history recorded by future generations, we have to put our consciences first and say that our 29th Army was not afraid!"

After saying a few words, Wang Changhai looked at the hilltop in the distance where artillery fire was raging, and cursed fiercely: "Little devil, I'm betting my life with you. I'm betting that your Mishan Detachment is not as fast as the people sent by our brigade commander. Damn it, do you dare to accept it!"

After this shout, it seemed that even the wind in the mountains stopped blowing, as if even blowing a speck of dust on Wang Changhai would be disrespectful. At that moment, when Wang Changhai turned around, the deputy regiment commander who was scolded by him walked over with a smile on his face and put his hand on Wang Changhai's forearm. Then, the second battalion commander who was about to set off and the third battalion commander who had to hold Xifengkou all put their hands on him.

Wang Changhai asked without understanding: "What do you mean?"

The three of them responded in unison: "Hang the scale!"

At this time, the midday sun shone on the 29th Regiment of the 217th Army, and the sky became warmer.

……

"kill!!!!"

"Batalion Commander! Battalion Commander!"

Liu Gener was about to cry. He rushed to Xu Chaoyang holding the Czech rifle and said, "Captain, the gun is not working. I don't know why I can't hit the Japanese that I used to be able to hit now..."

Xu Chaoyang didn't even look at his gun. He reached out to wipe the dust off Liu Gener's face, but it became dirtier. He then wiped his hands on Liu Gener's uniform and said, "Throw it away. This Czech-style suit has expired."

"How is that possible!"

Liu Gener directly handed the gun to Xu Chaoyang and said, "All functions of the gun are intact..."

"It's time to change the barrel!"

After Xu Chaoyang threw this sentence to Liu Gener, he said, "But where can I find a gun barrel for you now?"

"Who is that?" Xu Chaoyang didn't even see who the man was who was holding the MG30 and firing vigorously. He shouted, "Give the machine gun to your platoon leader. You can use the rifle first. I will change it for you after this battle."

Liu Gener's platoon leader was appointed after Wang Tianhao was promoted to company commander, but he was still a platoon leader. Couldn't he be replaced with a machine gun?
But the kid also felt aggrieved. He had finally managed to get a machine gun, and now he was able to carry the rifle back.

"Gen'er, this MG30 is different from the Czech model. It has a fast firing rate, so you need to keep your hand steady."

"Hey!"

Liu Gener is different from Qu Yong. Qu Yong is a tiger who dares to talk about anything, but in the end he still can't understand anything. Liu Gener is a simple man who has only one mind. Except for being fond of playing the game of treasure, he has almost no problems. This is why Xu Chaoyang's army banned gambling, otherwise Liu Gener would be the one shaking the sieve cup every night.

After getting the new machine gun, Liu Gener's mouth opened wide and he no longer looked sad. He held it as if it were his treasure and retreated to his position.

"Chaoyang, look, the devils are retreating."

When Xu Chaoyang heard Chang Zhan's words, he realized that the whole mountain was filled with yellow military uniforms, which were retreating down the mountain from the overall green color. But at this time, Xu Chaoyang became worried.

"Why, are you unhappy?"

"Can I be happy?" Xu Chaoyang turned around and looked at Chang Zhan: "If the Japanese attack this high ground, at least the armored vehicles and tanks can't drive up, right?"

"What if we take the flat terrain from the beachhead and attack other places?"

"What's that thing that can't be used?"

"You mean?"

"The Japanese are not fools. Can they hang themselves on this crooked tree?"

"You'd better think of a solution quickly!" Chang Zhan was anxious.

Xu Chaoyang curled his lips and said, "What can I do? Aren't the hundreds of people under my command all lying here? I can also mobilize the heavenly soldiers and generals."

　You guys... are so cruel!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)